great-warnovel Chapter 362 The Taboo of the Night
Chapter 362 The Taboo of the Night
Chapter 362 The Taboo of the Night
Eternal darkness is a magic born from the image of a black hole, a celestial body in the universe devoid of light.
The stargazers at the border did not understand it from a scientific perspective; they only knew it as the ultimate darkness that could absorb all light and devour all magic.
The Knox, who dared to provoke taboos, were destroyed in the moonless, starless night. Their prized magic and alchemy were utterly insignificant in the face of this ancient terror.
Once, twice, Hermione tried again and again, using all her energy to construct that darkness, but there was always an invisible force hindering her, and that invisible celestial body would always be instantly annihilated as soon as it appeared.
She saw the chaotic crowd below. Dumbledore was holding his ground, using powerful magic to stabilize the battle lines, but she could see his exhaustion. He was probably not as calm as he appeared, otherwise he wouldn't have just used magic once and then floated up to watch the others fight.
She saw Draco rush into the City of Blood, followed by Harry, that reckless fellow, leading a group of friends in. Slughorn couldn't stop Narcissa; even the adult was becoming unreliable at this moment.
The situation became critical again. Although Lucius was clearly no match for him, the relative strength between archmages was ambiguous. In this special battlefield and under this special state of mind, Lucius became troublesome.
In a one-on-one fight in the wild, his unrestrained creation of a city and the transformation into countless ant-like monsters...
He posed no threat to Hermione, as he lacked powerful offensive magic. However, in this city, facing the situation of protecting tens of thousands of people, Hermione found herself constrained.
Seeing that Harry and his friends were about to be in danger, and that the crazed Lucius was even going to devour his own wife, Hermione was anxious, and the magic at the tip of her wand took shape again.
"Come out!" A surge of powerful magic erupted, the Golden Snitch's core powered by its full force, Hermione's long hair flew wildly, and finally, a large, stable, jet-black magic sphere condensed and took shape before their eyes.
As if something had shattered, from the moment the ancient darkness appeared, the unrestrained and radiating blood-red light uncontrollably changed direction, like a reversed hourglass or a waterfall flowing backward. The blood-red rainbow light that originally illuminated the city from above turned into a stream and flowed towards a higher altitude.
Suddenly deprived of much of the light, Lucius's Crimson City, like shattered glass, began to show shocking cracks spreading across its surface.
"What kind of magic is this!" Lucius, who was blind, suddenly looked up and sensed his light rapidly disappearing.
The blood-mud zombies and nobles who were entangled with the wizards below suddenly became weak as if the power had been cut off. Cracks spread from the city all the way to them. A simple knockback spell could turn a large number of them into dust.
"She succeeded." Dumbledore looked up as the girl struggled to control a growing dark sphere high in the sky.
"But what kind of magic is that? It looks ominous—" he muttered to himself. If even he couldn't answer that question, then probably no one could.
As if it had encountered some great tonic, the formed dark celestial body suddenly expanded after absorbing Lucius's blood light. Then, without Hermione's control, it actively drew in the light that enveloped the city, like a whale swallowing and sucking water.
The eerie yet beautiful crimson rainbow light was twisted into a magnificent halo by the gravity of the ancient darkness, which was stretched into thin threads around it before finally being swallowed up.
But Hermione sensed something was wrong; the celestial body was beginning to slip out of her control. It was growing larger and more agitated.
At this moment, it's just a magical construct, mimicking the darkness of a black hole, but if it continues to develop, once it has drained Lucius's light...
I don't know how big it will get; I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it all by myself!
A crimson lightning bolt struck from below; it was Lucius, who had discovered the culprit and wanted to destroy it with magic.
But the eternal darkness never rejects magic, and Lucius's attacks only provide it with more benefits.
The celestial body slowly descended, like a black sun descending from a blood-red apocalypse, surrounded by light and blood, being devoured one by one.
The distorted city constructed from a physical illusion crumbled piece by piece, revealing the true, dilapidated Malfoy Castle beneath the cover.
"Why! Why do you always have so many strange magic spells!" Lucius roared in fear and rage, his hundred hands shooting out light and lightning, but all to no avail, not even able to shake the darkness in the slightest.
"Is the Eternal City destroyed by such despair?" Hermione finally understood why this magic, which wasn't even legendary, was considered taboo.
In the hands of the Faded Ones, the Ancient Darkness is somewhat of a liability, only useful for deflecting incoming magic and prayers. Its applicability is extremely narrow, probably only in the world of the Borderlands, where the gods, who are well aware of its terror, have limited its full power.
And when it truly reappears in this unregulated world, its power to destroy a city is once again revealed.
Lucius had no time to care about the others below. He flew futilely to the dark celestial body, attempting to lift the black sun with his hundred hands, but the closer he got to the darkness, the faster his light was absorbed.
Along with the shattered illusions of the city, the shattered remains of merchants and bloodthirsty nobles, all were devoured without exception.
"No! My power! My light!" Lucius cried out helplessly.
He was atop a massive sphere that had grown to the size of a small mountain. The city's rainbow light had been almost completely drained, leaving only his body still oozing power. But that was not what he wanted. At this moment, the ancient darkness had taken control of everything. It held onto this "power bank" tightly, determined to drain Lucius dry.
Lucius's hundred arms began to wither and decay. He had become much plumper under the nourishment of the pure blood, but he became old and dry again. Strands of his hair fell out, and his bulging eyes were bloodshot. He tried to pull all his hands off the surface of the black sphere, but he had no strength left.
"We need to find a way to control the celestial body, otherwise, after dealing with Lucius, we'll have another big problem," Hermione thought to herself.
This thing drained a great wizard dry with ease; if left unchecked, who knows what other unforeseen events might occur.
She leaped down, employing the same night magic as Seria, and the Surprise Attack Magic Shard, like a sharp razor, severed Lucius's hundred arms that were being sucked in. The dark night witch's smoke rose like a veil, trying her best to block the connection between the ancient darkness and the outside world. Finally, a powerful night comet blasted Lucius away, sending him crashing to the ground.
That was where Draco and his companions were. After the illusion was torn apart, the collapsed platinum peacock became the most conspicuous thing in the square.
"Draco, he's in your hands now." Lucius was practically a cripple by this point.
Hermione only had time to say one sentence before all her attention was drawn to the rampaging black sphere that was about to go out of control.